I walked home to the sunI couldn't ride another oneI thought a lot along the linesAnd I've been fooled about all nightWiped clean always by midnightWasn't it like an idiot summerThree, four peaks all I could seeIn the morning it's a hundred and ten degreesBut I like the goddamn heatI lie awake half the nightAutumn is coming it seems like it's in sightAll the autumn that you can seeAll the autumn that you can seeIt's growing darker like the trees

But if all the trees should fallAll the bugs would crawl in my sleepAnd then it's coldIt's growing darker like the treesBut if all the trees should fallAll the bugs would crawl in my sleepAnd then it's coldThere's no telling I was so confusedI try but I can't help you chooseTucson is so far awayI lie awake half the nightAutumn is coming it seems like it's in sightWasn't it like an idiot summer